Time skip

This weekend...was the best weekend I’ve ever had. We went everywhere-- the mall, parl, ice cream place, movies, puppy shopping. We now have a german shepherd named poppie. My mom knew I needed this, she hasn’t stopped smiling since she saw my first smile of the night.

But everything has to come to an end sooner or later right? It’s monday...meaning school...meaning ex bestfriends...who l-love me....who I said fuck you to. That’s not gonna be a good reunion.Hopefully they don’t try to talk to me

Time skip////

I’m in my first hour and once again Karl is late. When he did come in I looked towards the door. He walked in and straight towards his desk without looking at me once. I stared at his back confused for at least 30 seconds before just putting my head down.

It was the same way throughout the day. They didn’t walk near me, talk near me, look my way. It’s like I wasn’t even their. It’s what I asked for right? So why do I feel like shit.

My last class was with both of them. I was late because I fell asleep in the bathroom.

“Who are you and why are you late to my class”

Oh shit I forgot we had a new teacher…

“U-umm lake...lake r-rivins”

“Okay Mr.rivins why are you late?”

“I...umm”

He grabbed the hall pass, walked towards me, grabbed my hand, and put the hall pass in my hand. I dropped the pass and froze as soon as he walked away

He touched me

He touched me

He touched me

I faintly heard an ‘oh shit’ while my hands started to shake. Not in front of the class please...my feet were glued to the floor unmoving while the tears dropped down my face

“ke...”

"ake..."

"lake"

The new teacher placed his heavy hand onto my should unaware of what he was doing

Heavy hands

Just like his

God ptsd is a bitch. My feet finally decided to work and when they did I sprinted towards the gym needing a shower. It was empty since it was the end of the day. I started stripping while walking towards the shower. Body still shaking...hand and shoulder still itching to be cleaned.

Eyes zoning into the shower head. I stayed in my underwear and turned the shower to the hottest setting. I wasn’t thinking about my skin burning I was just thinking about getting his touch off me…

I feel as if only two certain people can get rid of his stench. But I’m unable to reach them in my mindset of hating them.

I just realized…

They didn’t follow me…

I ruined it….

I’m sorry